Today I Noticed – Day 2

Today I noticed a new song by a new band. At least it’s a band that I never heard of. It made driving in the rain after a chaotic morning with airport woes suddenly feel out of sight. The heavy drops and fog engulfed the cars around me, but I felt lost in a moment with this song. I turned it up and felt almost nostalgic even though it was new to me. I found myself revisiting not just the song, but the entire album to round out the day after being consumed by the busyness of business. My travel issues that kept me from getting on the flight today turned out to be a welcome situation as things went a bit wild – it is just before the holiday, after all. But the music, the sound coming from the stereo in my car on the drive home accompanied by the glare of the stop lights across the wet roads settled me. They made me think back and almost yearn for the times when I used to get completely lost in a song. The familiarity of the music was reminiscent of 90s chick rock, a bit of Mazzy Star mixed with Liz Phair meets…well, it isn’t chick rock but, Flaming Lips. There is something dreamy and ethereal about the sounds that came through and that I am listening to now, even as I write this. I had to carry this with me, it wouldn’t feel right if I left the entire album unfinished. It’s a perfect way to wrap up this day, and it makes me want to get back to a time when I would lose myself in music and not just listen to podcasts. That is what has become of me, mostly in my car – and it’s brilliant and educational and inspirational, but sometimes I need to turn back to the music and feel the creative energy that it pushes through and around me. It lights me up, music has always talked to me. It has been around to shield me from the pain of childhood, it supported me when my first marriage was hellish, and it lifted my heart in every single moment that I not only needed it, but when I didn’t even know I yearned for it. Someone said once that music is magic. I am pretty sure that someone is Trent Reznor, and I have it engraved on a bracelet, a gift from my current husband who knows how much song means to me. I never gave it up, I just stopped getting lost in it. I guess it’s time to bring that back because it feels so damned good.


If you missed the reason behind this or what it is, take a look at Day 1.



Author: Tracie

I'm a 40-something woman & chronic blogger who also happens to be an adult child of an alcoholic, former Jehovah’s Witness, and abuse survivor. I’m fortunate to be where I am today; although I’m still figuring it all out, it’s finally time I owned my truth. Newly sober as of 2.20.18 Follow me on my new site:

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